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Thanksgiving Day 10

Today I am thankful for my ability to run. I know that may sound similar to being thankful for my legs, but I feel that when I finally "learned how to" run, I also started to learn that there was not much I cannot do. Learning to run the first three miles was the hardest part of any of this endurance stuff that I have done, and it took nearly 10 years to get there. I started "trying to run" in probably 7th or 8th grade. I would set up a plan, and stick to it for about a week, and probably never got to running more than 1/4 mile or so at a time without walking. It was not until I was 22 that I finally ran my first mile ever, and then it took two more months from there to be able to run three miles consistently at a time. I grew up swimming, and anyone can ride a bike, so running was the missing link when it came to me and triathlon. My first 5k ever came after a 1/2 mile swim and 12.5 mile bike. My first marathon came right about a year after I ran my first mile, and from there you know how the story goes.

I am not a fast runner, and would not even be considered "a runner" by some of the die-hards who regularly run 50, 60, 70+ miles a week, but I still run. I will most likely never win anything, unless I manage to still be doing this in 40 years, but it is good for me and has taught me I am capable of more than I ever thought possible.

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